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And fuck me—I wanted this little bunny.
When I pulled back, I could see a little wet spot on expensive silk, like golden drops of dew, waiting for me to taste.
This time, I didn’t hold back. It was there for the taking, I reasoned. Besides, she still had her panties on.
I brushed my tongue over it, a low groan emitting from my throat. I buried my face in deeper, my tongue brushing over it, just once more. Then another. “Mmm,” I hummed, and I could hear a soft whimper in response. “I want to eat my pretty little bunny.”
“It’s okay,” she said. “I want to know what it feels like.”
“Hold the top of your underwear,” I instructed, my face still buried there because I couldn’t pull myself away. “Will you do that for me?” I was asking her, now?
“Yes,” she breathed, and fingers peeled from the edge of the desk, and gripped the top of her underwear.
“Now, pull upwards.” She obeyed. “Harsher,” I commanded, and she jerked it upwards so that it was tight against her skin. “Good girl,” I soothed, loving the soft pink that tinged her cheeks at my praising words. “Now keep it there. You understand?”
She nodded and I reached down. Softly, gently, I adjusted the yellow silk, parting her slit, her lips bare before me.
Had the Magnolia waxed her? Or was this all on her own?
My hand moved of its own accord—I brushed my finger over them. They were so soft. Swollen with her need. So beautiful and fresh. “I want to feel you.”
“God, Rook. Touch me.”
I ran my finger up higher, over her panties to where her clit would be. Pressing only softly enough that she could barely feel it.
A soft, perfumed smell filled the air, a whimper of a woman on the edge of her orgasm. “Please,” she begged again.
“Don’t come yet.” I continued running my finger over it, kissing the swollen lips of her pussy but not tasting, drawing out her pleasure. I stared up the smooth lines of her body, the gentle curve of her breasts, the point of her nipples, pebbled and sweet.
Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. “I need…” she breathed, her tits bobbing as she heaved, “I need to come.”
“Don’t you dare disobey me. Or I’ll have to punish this pussy.”
“Oh God.” Her fingers clenched into silk, her tits so stunningly gorgeous as she held her breath, trying not to come.
“You’re being so good for me,” I purred, lapping at her silk panties, then nuzzling my nose into her softness, breathing her in. “So good. Do you know what happens to good girls?”
“Wha—at?”
“Good girls get to make themselves come. Do you know how to do that?”
She hesitated, not answering.
“It’s okay,” I said, “you can tell me.”
“What if…” she didn’t finish.
“You can trust me, Summer. I won’t tell a soul.”
“I’m not sure I care about other people.”
I let the silence fill the air, trying to understand her meaning. It was a moment before I responded, and the tension between us didn’t falter. Instead, it grew, her hips shifting as I continued to stroke over her silk. “I know you’re probably a virgin. Is that true?”
She, hesitatingly, nodded, her voice a squeak. “Yes.” The blush was back.
“Such a rare treasure in this world. Do you understand how rare that is?”
She didn’t answer.
